Hello, everyone. I know it's been a long time since my last posting but I figured with a new year I could take another stab at trying to keep this blog going.

I'm in San Francisco now sitting in the basement of the Fisher- Thomas House, using their fancy new voice recognition software. It's a little strange, because I feel like I'm talking like a robot, but I figured this is one of those things you have to get used to.

It's been a really great visit to San Francisco; I don't know if this semester has been harder or easier or more boring, but something about being back here makes me realize how much I miss it here. I keep joking with my friends here that I'm going to move back, but there's not really anything I want to do here. (Well, I guess I would like to teach, but I don't think I'll be doing that, in San Francisco anytime soon). Sarah Tyler wants me to become a 911 dispatcher, an idea which I've considered, and it found both intriguing and terrifying, and ultimately futile...

But who knows? I get the general feeling that anything could happen at any time, and it seems silly to tell myself I won't do something simply because it seems silly. I think part of my problem is that I have trouble separating jobs that would just be jobs and jobs that would lead me into a career. I find I easily fall into a vicious cycle of thought, which includes me worrying about "wasting" any time on a job that is not what I want to really be doing. Which is stupid. Anyone who's read any of David said Sedaris' books knows that jobs totally unrelated to one's career don't necessarily have to be waste of time (although I don't know if I'm as clever as he at turning unbelievably crappy jobs into hilarious stories).

The long and short of it is that once again I'm returning to New York City without a firm plan in mind, and that kind of freaks me out, not in a panicky way, that in a depressed way, which of course makes it even more difficult to get started doing something. Anyway.

When I get back to New York, I do have this temp job waiting for me, so hopefully that will offer enough of a distraction from unemployment. We'll see. I did have a nice moment, with Jessica tonight when I observed that if I was still in New York next Christmas, I would be in my own place, and that is a somewhat reassuring thought.

All right, well this voice dictation stuff is getting a little ridiculous, so I think I better stop. Anyways, thanks for indulging me, and hopefully I'll be a better blogger this year (but don't you guys get your hopes up).